July 19, 2007.

The last day that I will have straight hair. yesss.

loving a man whore = life of constant consternation.

the light in the hospital bathroom is flickering,
grandma is talking too slow,
and all the heart rates
on the monitor in the hallway,
have gone flat.

Hi ass hole.

I miss you.

'I just wanted my picture to be seen and my name in the stars.'

the movers came today.

I gotta quarta tank o' gas ( Read more... )

"I went but they ignored me."-Me

"That's because you can be a real bitch sometimes, don't ya know?"-MY MOM

ah. Family support. It just oozes from every one of the members of mine.

he's liberated and so is she

so let's all forget the other one we left at the beach
who is still waiting for the real first hello,
who still wants the stolen time from sophomore year

and who instead receives the drunk seconds after she gets off the phone with him.

Catherine Crum left this morning, and it made me cry.

Because it's always sad when you know that you will never be able to see someone that has meant so much to you ever again.